Sunflower saw in her eyes that the two children she had watched grow up were so fragile.
But he had no choice but to lift his clothes and kneel down in front of the carriage.
"I send you my concubine respectfully!"
Zhao Huer said hurriedly: "As a senior, Patriarch Sunflower, please get up quickly!"
Kuihua clasped her fists solemnly and said: "This old slave bows to the Song Dynasty, the official family, and the imperial court to thank the Emperor for her righteousness!"
As he spoke, he kowtowed three times.
When Zhao Huer heard this, her expression froze, and she slowly let go of the car curtain, and then closed the car curtain, isolating the two sisters from everything in the palace.
Although she is only a twelve-year-old girl, as a member of the royal family, how could she not know what she will face when she goes there?
She herself is nearing the age of leaving the palace and will get married sooner or later.
As an imperial concubine, no matter who she marries, it will be her father's arrangement. It is just a political marriage. She has already seen it very openly and it doesn't matter.
But my sister Xian De is only eleven years old!
Zhao Huer's face was full of love, and she reached out and touched her ignorant sister's head lovingly.
"Sister, is Father going to give us away? Doesn't he want us anymore?" Zhao Qiaoyun asked in a low voice.
Zhao Huer shook her head slightly and smiled, "How could it be? Qiaoyun is so good, my father loves you the most."
Then he looked forward with complicated eyes, "Sister, I'll take you to play with Sister Maode, okay? Don't you like to play with her the most?"
"Really?" Zhao Qiaoyun raised his childish eyes, full of hope.
Zhao Huer nodded slightly.
"Okay! I'm going to visit Sister Zhao Maode, and we want to play together!"
Outside the carriage, Sunflower looked at the imperial edict in her hand and the carriage fleet with a complicated expression.
Then he stood up and looked back at the palace gate that had been chopped down by the immortal's sword before. He sighed heavily, waved his hand, and the motorcade drove forward.
Thousands of miles away in Yuan territory, Zhang Dazhuang was galloping on the grassland with the men and horses of Fengzi Camp. At this moment, everyone was dressed as Mongolian soldiers.
Suddenly, a stumbling figure slowly appeared a hundred meters in front of everyone's sight.
Zhang Dazhuang hurriedly reached out and waved, and everyone behind him reined in their horses and stood still, with their swords unsheathed and arrows cocked, and they looked at the intruders warily.
When the figure approached, everyone realized that the person who came was a woman who looked like a maid.
Zhang Dazhuang winked at the two people beside him.
Two people who could speak Yuan dialect hurriedly stepped forward to stop the woman. They pointed their swords at the woman and shouted, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
The woman who looked like a maid was only looking behind her, but she didn't expect that there were people in front of her.
I just felt something was wrong in my heart, but I found that the general at the head was very strange, and I was full of vigilance and uneasiness.
Just as he was thinking about how to escape, his eyes suddenly fell on the two of them. After a brief look, he suddenly had a guess in his mind.
With a calm expression on her face, the woman asked: "Which army are you from? Who is the general? Let him come out and answer."
The two looked at each other, and it seemed that this woman had a good background.
"Are you going to tell me? If you don't tell me, I will chop you down!" one person said angrily.
However, the woman showed no fear on her face and said with a smile: "It concerns the names of you people, so go and invite your generals to come!"
Seeing his calm and confident expression, the two of them looked at each other.
One person watched the woman on the spot, while the other flew back to report the news.
Not long after, Zhang Dazhuang and his men came forward.
Zhang Dazhuang sat on horseback and pointed his sword at the woman and shouted: "How dare a little woman dare to be so powerful?"
When the woman found out that the burly man at the head was speaking, her heart skipped a beat and she asked, "Are you the lackeys of Torre's men?"
Zhang Dazhuang scratched his head, "What, what kind of thunder? Are you still dragging it on?"
When the woman heard this, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and she was even more convinced of her previous guess!
So he took out a token and the imperial edict from his arms and raised it high, "I am Princess Shaomin. This time I went to Qingyun Mountain under His Majesty's order to discuss important matters. Please obey my order and escort me immediately. OK!"
This woman is no one else.
It was on that day that Princess Shaomin had no choice but to leave the capital as an envoy to Qingyun Mountain, Princess Minmin Muter, whose Chinese name was Zhao Min.
Yesterday, the envoy and his party had only left the capital for more than 200 miles. A maid in the team came to her tent to bring a change of clothes.
Unexpectedly, he was searched and entered into his tent. The maid took out a dagger from nowhere and stabbed him directly.
A maid who had been with Zhao Min since childhood stood in front of her and blocked her fatal blow.
Another maid of Zhao Min stepped forward and killed the assassin.
After killing the assassin, Zhao Min was horrified and did not dare to alarm others. She just asked her maid to pretend that nothing happened and call the three brothers.
Because after being searched, the assassin was still able to enter his tent with a sharp weapon, indicating that the guards at the door and even the envoys definitely had insiders.
Who doesn’t want to go to Qingyun Mountain alive? First of all, it would naturally not be Wan Yanxi's side, because he was also pointing out that he had established a good relationship with Qingyun Mountain for him and Dayuan.
Who could it be?
Once he is unable to go to Qingyun Mountain, the court is likely to suffer revenge from the man from Qingyun Mountain, and the consequence is likely to be a change of dynasty.
Once Emperor Wanyanxi is killed by Qingyun Mountain, who will benefit the most?
Zhao Min, who was familiar with the court situation, quickly thought of a person, and that person was a prince who had great influence in the army.
Although he was young at the time, he was deeply loved by all the tribes. He was pushed by the generals of the tribes to compete with the late emperor for the throne. The late emperor's younger brother and now your majesty's uncle, Prince Torre.
First of all, he is the supreme uncle of the emperor, has the blood of Taizu, and is a royal family member. The current emperor Wanyanxi is greedy for women, and has many concubines in the harem, but no heirs.
If he dies, then this is the only one who can quickly grasp the situation of the court and stabilize the Yuan Dynasty to take over the throne!
Zhao Min was shocked at the thought.
After calmly calling the three brothers Ah Da, the maid exchanged clothes with Zhao Min in order to delay time and pretended to be her and stayed in the tent.
Then Zhao Min led Ah Da, Er, and San to gallop all the way towards the Eastern Tiger Division.
She did not dare to go further south because she knew that most of the troops who went south to invade the Song Dynasty were direct descendants of Tuo Lei. It was for this reason that Wan Yanxi asked them to go out to sweep the west instead of staying at home.
As for returning to the west, being assassinated here now means that the curtain has been lifted, and Torre will never let himself return to Beijing alive.
Even if he goes back and the emperor knows about this, there is a high probability that he will not survive.
Therefore, Zhao Min had no choice but to go east to find the Tiger Division troops who were most loyal to the emperor. As long as he found them, he could use his identity and the emperor's imperial edict to ask them to escort him to Qingyun Mountain of the Song Dynasty.
The whole journey was non-stop, with the pursuers following closely. Brothers Ada, A2, Assan and San kept trying to distract the pursuers.
Now, she was the only one left, and she didn't dare to ride a horse, for fear that the sound of horse hooves would be discovered.
After walking around for more than ten miles, I suddenly found troops coming from the west in front of me.
I thought I was dead for this, but I discovered that this group of people seemed to be different from other people. They didn't even have a tribal flag.
